The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The capital of the moon, the capital of the Holy Hein Empire, the birthplace of Elf Empress I.

Selected by the elf as a place of revival for hope, it naturally has its unique natural advantages. She is located in the core area of ​​the forest of the magical forest, and with many years of operation, it has a lot of magic pools and magic traps.

As a son of nature, the forest has a very special meaning for the elves.

The dense forest is always the most solid ally of the elves, and the centipede of the elves, the forest dwarves, and the natural creatures live in it. In the forest of the stars, there is also the extremely rare Moon Spirit.

They are elves, but they are not elves. Only the elders' strongest warriors and mages can leave their souls in this forest when their life is over. This forest is a special realm, pure soul. It will be wrapped in starlight here, and finally turned into an undead warrior with shining stars.

Well, according to the Necromancer, this is an undead creature, but the elves think that it is another form of existence of the ancestors, and I want to say... the spirit is not dead!

They often appear suddenly in the night, patrol the forest's borders, punish those poachers and invaders, re-formed into starlight in the moonlight, and the strength in the forest is amazing.

And this is just the regular garrison power of the Star Spirit...

The guards of the moon and moon capitals whispered in the silent forest. Today, the tranquility here has been broken and there are busy scenes everywhere.

In the past, in the night, only the forests that have tasted the moonlight and the insects are awakened. There are white robes and druids under the **** of the guards. They are among the hostile spirits of the moon, and they have a long history. The towering tree.

The ancient vows and poetry are repeated. In the strange white brilliance, among the swaying of the earth, countless pieces of mud and broken petrochemicals are dusted. The tree stands up, the roots are turned into giant feet, and the canopy is turned into a crown. In the middle of the forest. War ancient trees that can move around.

The whole forest was alive, and the towering trees stood up one by one. They didn't need anyone to direct them, and they marched slowly with a heavy pace. It’s just that the footsteps are heavy and vicissitudes, but all the sighs are mourning.

"....... Even if you can survive from the catastrophe, the falling star forest is over."

The young white robe Druidsal looked at the powerful "giants", and their footsteps were enough to make an earthquake, but he himself. But it shed tears.

The tree man who can be transformed into the ancient tree of war is equal to the evolution of the intelligent creature from the plant. Even with the enlightenment of the Druid, it is the old tree that has been carrying for thousands of years.

Even if the years of the fallen stars can be traced back to the era of the Elven Empire, considering the loss in the war, such old trees are also limited. Now the Druids and the natural sacrifices are summoned by the nearly 10,000-strong people. Don't say a hundred years old tree. Even the trees that have been in use for decades have been used.

The tree people thus summoned are not only intelligently low, but also impossible to become complete trees. Without the supply of the earth, life will soon come to an end in advance, and such losses will never be remedied.

Large swarms of forest are dying and dying, extracting the power of nature to force the war tree people to act, obviously violates all natural doctrines, and forced this ancient forest to advance into the end, many druids and natural sacrifices shed Tears. I am afraid that even if they survived from the catastrophe, they will be uneasy for the rest of their lives, and the retrogression of strength is inevitable. The large-scale guilty of self-sufficiency is predictable.

Fortunately, this is the forest of the Moon Elf. If it is a wood elf that is symbiotic with the forest, I am afraid that they would rather die than the whole family, nor will they force the forest to perish.... But from another point of view, if it is really a forest of wood elves, there are many ancient trees and natural creatures. More, the fear of their threat of life will make the forest take the initiative to fight for it. There is no need to force the cultivation of trees.

Among the large combat sequences of the elves, tree people and war trees are extremely important. The elves are rich in casters and shooters, but even the famous silver moon rangers in the elves are more adept at relying on agility. The main way of fighting, the frontal hard touch of the enemy's powerful arms is very disadvantageous.

Lack of meat shields...or powerful cannon fodder, is an obvious flaw of the elves since ancient times. This kind of defect is not obvious in small-scale battles, but in the big battlefield, it is exposed for the second time, no matter human impact. The extremely strong cavalry charge, or the **** battle of the orc mad warriors, has innumerable times for the elves to be inexplicably penetrated into battle, and ultimately lose the war, only to be dejected.

The soldiers in the current row all fell, and the shooters and mages in the back row were more powerful, just waiting to be harvested.

The elves' habitual coping styles are to use the summoning creatures, the vassal races, and the tree people to serve as the meat shields. However, the fighting power and fighting will of these cannon fodders are really worrying. The only reliable tree man and war tree need a lot of resources and time. Cultivate, die one less than one, and have a fatal flaw that moves extremely slowly.

In the past wars, many elf enemies either transferred to the battlefield, or bypassed the tree's defense line, easily ignoring the powerful defense capabilities of the war ancient trees, but this time affirming defensive warfare and positional warfare, war ancient trees Maybe it can make a big difference.

But now the behavior of the Moon Elf to catalyze the war against ancient trees is also to cut off the potential for war in the next few hundred years. Of course, if they don't fight, there is no future.

It is worth mentioning that due to the consistent approach of the Moon Elf, foreigners are not valued in their territories. Even the traditional vassal races, there are not many forest dwarf tribes in the forest, but the melee can be remote. It is a pitiful one, and the last one can rely on them, or they themselves.

If they are not in a desperate situation, they will not make the "crime" that is destined to offend all Druids and Wood Elfs.

Suddenly, a mountain wall trembled, and the gray soil fell like a raindrop. The next, the dark mountain wall turned into a black tree with mud.

This tree is hundreds of meters high. It was just born and opened up in the field. The whole sky was covered with dark clouds and it was stormy.

Numerous raindrops nourished his dry trunk, and the mud was washed, and the dark green sprouts grew rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye. The closed shackles were full of sad silver.

"....... ‘Desperate Barriers’ Egypt? Was he not fatally wounded in the Yong Ye war more than a hundred years ago? ‘Long Iron Guardian’, Anchor of Ain”, why are they awakened? Are they not going to live? ”

With the sorrow of the elders and the sorrows of the elders, the legendary treemen awakened from their long sleep and greeted their fate and end.

Druidsal looked incredulously at the scene. It was not a tree that was forcibly catalyzed, but an elder predecessor who had been hit hard in the past wars. Even the excellent natural sacrifices could not heal their wounds. They can only continue their lives through long sleep, waiting for the day of the miracle, but now they are all awakened, I am afraid that the miracle will not come, but the last moment will come first.

"The star of the star is completely finished..."

Hundreds of druids and rituals have been encircled, symbolizing the green light and white light of healing. The elders can't keep flashing, but I am afraid that they can only help them to continue their lives.

"No! The elders can't be active for a long time. This time they are awakened. Isn't the magic wave coming soon?"

Druidsal looked at the sky with disbelief. The dark midnight on his head had been broken. The moonlight that guided the moon elves was covered by dark clouds. There were countless cracks in the space, and the cracks could not spread. The chaotic atmosphere that brought destruction has already flowed out of it.

A wild wolf touched the breath, and in a twist, the purgatory wolf, which was covered with filth and sarcoma, directly rushed to its peers, and more chaotic breaths fell, and large beasts incarnate dangerous purgatory monsters.

"Intelligence is true, jihad, started..." (~^~)